Saturday, June 16, 2012

SAVE THE LIFE OF A YOUNG WOMAN - Link this post to any place young women go on the Internet who think Fifty Shades of Grey is a romance, that the exact type of guy we warn young women to run from is somehow now cool, exciting, and will change if you just love and understand him. The kind of man Christian Grey is, a serial sex predator, will get you abused, stalked, and killed. Women every day are filing restraining orders against this kind of controlling obsessive sadistic psychopath and a good many of them find themselves with gas thrown at them and set on fire, disappearing down mine shafts, and shot dead on the courthouse steps. Fifty Shades of Grey is one of the most dangerous pieces of fiction to get into the hands of young women that I have even seen. Make sure they read the story below to get the real ending of Fifty Shades of Grey which would never have made it to a trilogy if it were anywhere close to the truth. - Criminal Profiler Pat Brown

When Christian Killed Ana

Christian gazes down at me from above, my hands tied behind my head
to the bed rail with that grey tie of his, my ankles bound with rope to
the side rails at the foot. His expression is unreadable but as my eyes
shift from his face to his chest and then to those jeans of his hanging
deliciously off his hips, my inner goddess jumps for joy; heat rushes
down there and I squirm desperately as I wait for Christian to touch me.
Oh, shit, he is so hot.

He runs his hands through that slightly tousled hair of his.

"I'm bored with you, Ana," he says quietly.

I
am stunned. How can he be bored with me? I have done everything he
wanted, minus a few items I put a line through on the contract.

"But
we have only been together a couple of months, Sir!" I had thought I
was different then the train of other women he had been through. "I
thought I was special."

Christian actually laughs.
"Special? What would you think I would find so special about you?" He
admonishes me. "You are a mildly attractive run-of-the-mill college girl
with nothing particularly alluring or interesting about you."

Tears flood my eyes. "But, Sir, you said I was special, different, that you had never had vanilla sex or slept the night with anyone but me!"

"And
you believed me, you little fool." He smirks. "Why don't you bite your
lower lip again? You really think that drives me mad for you, don't
you? It doesn't do anything but make me hate you." He reaches out out
with both hands and grabs my nipples, twisting them cruelly. I
yelp with pain.

Christian looks at me with disdain.
"You don't think I have told each one of my girls how adorable they are?
Don't you realize I told every one the same stupid things that I told
you? You are all so easy to dupe." He sighs. "All of you who think you are going to be the one. You are
going to change me. From what? From myself? I like myself just the way I
am." He leans in and snickers. "Do you know, my dear Anastasia, that I
was never abused as a child? Not once. But, oh, how easy it was to make
you feel so sorry for me."

My inner goddess curls up
into a ball. I feel sweat break out on my forehead. Panic starts rising
in my chest. I look into the eyes of Christian Grey and see nothing
there at all, nothing. Everything I thought he might have been has
vanished and I realize I have been living in a dream. Reality hits. I am
tied up, hand and foot, alone with a sadistic psychopath, a snake, a
demon.

Christian's face appears inches away from mine
behind my wall of tears. "You know all those things that weren't in the
contract? Well, today you get to do them all." He smiles, so coldly, so
evilly. "I am going to use you as my toilet, I am going to put my fist
up your ass, I am going to whip you until your body is covered with
marks and listen to you scream until you have no voice left to scream
with."

He leers at me and suddenly he is holding a
razor sharp knife against my cheek. I feel searing pain and he pulls
the blade back, red with my blood, oh god, my blood, my blood, and he
licks it off with that tongue that I used to adore.

"I am going to cut that annoying bottom lip off of you."

I
start screaming uncontrollably and the hell begins. I am just a young
girl and I thought I had my whole life ahead of me. I now know that I
have never known true love nor had anyone actually make love to
me.Why I ever thought I should be treated in such a demeaning and ugly
manner, I do not know. All I know is that now I have no choice; then I
did. I should have run; I should never have trusted a stranger, a
stalker, a sadist who told me he was so taken by me that he would never
hurt me. How stupid I was.

I will not tell you each and
everything that happened that day, the hours of terror, the hours of
humiliation, the hours of unending pain. I will just tell you what I see
from above my body, well, above the pieces of my body. My bottom lip
that I always bit, he cut that off first. It was then I knew for sure I
was going to die. Next he removed my breasts and then he put them to
his chest and danced around with them while I gazed down at the gaping
holes on my own body. I cannot go on and tell you what he did next, but
when I felt the knife cut through my throat, I wished I had valued
myself a whole lot more than I did the day I met that psycho Christian
Grey.

He is now placing my legs and arms in a suitcase.
What is left of my body, a torso is what I believe they call it, is
lying in the center of the bed. I am not tied up anymore, I note
ironically. My head, yes, that is my head with the bottom lip missing
and the eyes gone from their sockets, it is laying where it was tossed,
in the corner of the room, like an old soccer ball with some of the air
missing from it.

Christian finishes packing up
my parts and he takes them from the room. I see him drive off in his
car, and when he returns a bit later, he showers and dresses,
immaculately as always. He leaves again in his fine automobile and I
follow him down the street. He pulls into an upscale pub and glides over
to the marble bar. He seats himself next to a pretty blonde, college
age. She turns her head and I can see she is immediately attracted to
him.

"I'm Christian," he says softly and he takes her hand. She does not pull it back. I cannot watch any more.

Harkening back to the writing styles
of the earlier American authors – John Steinbeck, Harper Lee, and Carson
McCullers, "Only the Truth" is a story of soul searching, a
psychological mystery which examines the question, “Whom should one love and
when should one quit doing so?” Billy Ray, a lonely and rather slow, uneducated
African-American man living in the mountains of Arkansas, runs across a mysterious young woman
at the railroad tracks. She asks to go home with him and Billy Ray takes her
with him as she requests. He comes to love this woman, Charlene,
unconditionally. She is the only woman he has ever loved, and life is finally
good for Billy Ray. Then Charlene shoots the neighbor and burns down the
neighbor’s house. His happy life destroyed, a confused and devastated Billy Ray
is at a loss. Is the woman he loves “just a troubled girl” or a psychopathic
killer? Billy Ray sets out on a quest to find the truth, only the truth,
whether it leads him to be able to save Charlene from a death sentence or it
frees him from her spell.

27 comments:

As much as I'd like to agree with what WiCI, I can't really see the point of this admonishing note. To forbid a book doesn't change the way people feel, think and act. I had no idea what 50 Shades of Grey was about until I read this article, but if that's what it is about then I'm glad is having the success is having and opening women's eyes to the men's gibberish. Forbidding art isn't a step to a better society, education in self-respect and self-worth is. And frankly, if we really want abolish something to make society better, let's abolish religion, that's what really ties some women to the ugliness of some men.

You misunderstand the post. Fifty Shades of Grey is about women enjoying sadism and manipulation and the excitement of playing with fire, hooking up with psychologically dangerous men and thinking they can fix them. It is NOT opening women's eyes; it is blinding them. What I wrote here is a take off on what Fifty Shades of Grey SHOULD have had for its final chapter.

Did you see Sally Quinn's article in the W.Post today? She calls it religious! I was at a women's weekend and my friends were reading it aloud to one another, making fun of how poorly it was written -- content never came up. The Catholic church banned it -- of course increasing sales. Quinn's interpretation is interesting of course, but I doubt I'll read it -- too many good books out there (including this one called "Only the Truth" that I've heard about), besides, at the risk of disclosing too much about myself, I find "erotic sado-masochism" an oxymoron!

Apparently, Quinn thinks that Ana's mother who gave who her this horrible advice - ignore the warnings going off in your brain and just leap without looking - is equivalent of giving over power to God. So, thank you, Ms. Quinn, for telling women to just take chances on relationships with men, because, ya know, they are like giving oneself up to God and hoping it all works out; since God has a plan for us, surely that man will have a plan for, too, like never letting you leave his basement again.

And, of course, we should always base our decisions on the one lucky person who found "happiness" with her narcissist, not the 999 others who got abused or killed by that psycho man they took a chance on.

Is Sally Quinn supposed to be an intellectual? Wow! What an idiot! It frightens me to the core to think even one woman will believe her bs.

I have had no desire to read the books, but I do appreciate you, Pat, for reading them and being the first woman to give intelligent and truthful commentary on them. As a victim of a serial rapist, old Christian seems to epitomize every "man" I have feared for the last 20 years. He's the "man" I've had to teach my 17 year old daughter to look out for and fear.

For anyone to think these books and these characters are empowering women is an atrocity. My damn dog is smarter than that. For the record, I know it's fiction and I haven't said it needed to be banned, nor has Pat. She is simply wondering why women are embracing these books which are taking us back many years and why so many women think it's cool to accept them.

I completely agree with you. If Christian worked at PetSmart, he would be feared and locked up.

Art doesn't blind. Religion and poor education do. If you are looking to empower women take away religion and give them better education and then let them make up their own mind. Women are people with a brain. Let's quit making them victims and we will better responsible sensible empowered women intent on being successful contributors to society and less on fulfilling some stupid restrictive Mother Theresa role handed down to us by oppressive and controlling men. Let's open women's eyes and we will be truly free.

Wow, Lae, I am not sure how to even begin to respond to an argument that is so convoluted and confused

First of all, while all women DO have a brain, clearly many do not use it in the most healthy way (nor do all men). Hence they DO become victims of others by way of their foolish choices. We empower them to make better choices by education, something you recognize DOES exist. Religion, art, and education are all part of culture and all of culture educates and influences the people in society. The Bible is a book that was written by people and it influences how people think; textbooks are written by people and they influence how people think; other books and movies and even my post influence how people think. Hence, FSoG also has the power to influence how people think, both women and men. And considering how the whole book is about women giving up their power to men by allowing themselves to be oppressed and controlled by them while believing in a fairy tale ending. THIS does not empower women; it gets them killed. Ask all the women in real life who already have made this mistake.

BTW, before someone goes there on this comment board, yes, I have suffered through reading all three books so I know exactly what they are about. First of all, they are all three horribly written and bored the hell out of me. I had to struggle through the dull story and endless unerotic sex scenes (I may never want to have sex again), and repetitive lines about Ana's inner goddess, her lip biting, and both of them rolling their eyes.

The first book has the most sex, so often you just think, oh, god, they are rutting again, ugh. Christian is creepy from the start and through all three books, I never found him to be the slightest sexy; he made my skin crawl. Ana, an innocent virgin who seems as dumb as a rock about the world around her for someone in the last year of college whose mother married five times, doesn't know jack about anything and doesn't even have an email account. She jumps right into a relationship with a man who tells her right up front he is a sadist and likes to bind and torture women, wants her to sign a contract to have sex with him, and stalks her. Run, girl, run. But, no, she goes ahead and screws him, throwing caution to the wind because he is SO HOT. She believes every word he says to her about his emotions towards her even thought they just met a day or two ago. She has her first experience with s/m and she is turned on by it (but, of course, she has limits which she so willfully makes Christian follow::rolls eyes::)

The second book has less sex though more experimentation with s/m which, of course, makes her have orgasm after orgasm (she never fails to have two or three each tryst...damn that Christian). But, the horrifying message of this book is that Ana can do with her love and fearlessness of staying with this scary man what his therapist couldn't do in years of therapy; change his personality disorder from sadistic sex predator to madly in love, willing to compromise, working hard to make his life better, opening up to her about his childhood trauma and having Ana fix it.

The final book, the one with such a boring story I wanted desperately to get to the end, simply has them getting married and having a child and all is happy, happy happy at the end. Ana's frog has turned into the ultimate prince. See girls? You CAN turn a sick sadist into a silk purse.

Droves of women are touting Christian as sexy and desirable and just LOVE how Ana used her strength to stand her ground and change the man. Everything we warm women about dangerous men is rip to shreds in this book and women are raving about how cool it is. Some will say it is just fantasy, but what they like about a fantasy involving a sick psychopath taking advantage of a young, naive, girl and that girl allowing herself to be humiliated, debased, and tortured for a hope of love and hot sex is a damnably sick message. And for every girl that might get magically lucky like Ana and have a happy ending to a relationship with a sadist, there are thousands who can tell you not running as fast as you can from a creepy bastard like Christian will cause you to have hell to pay in emotional and physical abuse and, possibly death.

Maybe Book Four of the Ana and Christian story will have Ana trying to figure out how to escape Christian with her little children after he reverts back to his true nature. Can you just see her fighting to leave that sadistic, manipulative man who has such power and money? Yeah, good luck and laters, baby.

I also have read both Marquis DeSade's works and The Story of O (and a bunch of other various books involving BDSM). What makes FSoG so much more dangerous than these two other famous books is the romantic story and happy ending. The Story of O may have a woman who is in love but she is basically terribly psychologically disturbed and is willing to allow her lover (later, lovers) to use her in any way they want and it makes her happy to sacrifice herself for their ultimate pleasure. This is a sick story about a sick woman and the sick men who use her. It is a titillating story for sadists to read. Likewise for the DeSade stories; they are about women being tortured for the pleasure of their master's. Their own pleasure is unimportant and, as a matter of fact, women GETTING pleasure ruins the whole damn point of s/m. If she is having a good time, the master is not doing enough to humiliate and torture her and THAT certainly is a waste of time, right, Sir?

Thank You, Pat Brown!!! This book has become a "fav" of my girlfriends. After reading articles about the book and getting a picture of the story line from articles and the "raves" from my friends I was completely turned off. Your created ending makes much more sense! Women need to RUN from men like this!! I want you to know I am sending a link to your article to all my friends (all of which have daughters!!). Maybe they will rethink and have an important conversation with their daughters on avoiding men like this!

Pat, I just sent this article to my daughter and my 2 nieces. Thank you for speaking up and telling it like it really is. I have heard women talking excitedly about this book. I truly believe we ARE influenced by what we read; I heard some comments here that say otherwise. In the hands of a young woman, this book is truly dangerous. Older women, hopefully, wouldn't waste their time on it. You have seen personally what happens to women when they meet and begin a relationship with a man like Christian (an interesting name the author picked). You've seen the devastation that results

(continuation of previous comment) Thank you for speaking up. Sometimes I think we have lost our sense of logic in this world. I wouldn't want to be a young girl in the world of today. There are no guidelines for them. You are a shining beacon, and I'm grateful that you are the voice of reason in the quickly dissolving morality of this country. Thanks, Pat!! <3

So glad I see some sense showing up here, Frannis and Peanuts! It is truly frightening to see some many women giddy over this total crap. I fear that none of them have ever had decent lovemaking in their lives so since they find these awful sex scenes exciting. And, I fear they crave romance and validation of themselves that they would sell their soul to the devil to get it. If they only had some good input as to what man would be worth it, what good sex was, and what true romance is, maybe they wouldn't fall for this garbage. Even if such perfect men and perfect lovemaking don't exist that often in real life or we have to have to accept something a bit less awesome, at least if we fantasize about something, it should be something worth wishing for, not lowing our fantasy level into the toilet.

Here are a few examples of what I think women might fantasize over (and I admit I am a big Shah Rukh Khan fan, so, yes, this is his stuff).

Hot, sexy, and romantic? Should look more like this (ignore the comedy bits in the middle).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lC_FVbStbs0&feature=related

An example of a man who REALLY loves a woman and is the kind of man we should dream of? Check these film clips out.

The girl Raj just fell in love with turns out to have a fiance in Pakistan; check out his speech -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rrH0HLjjNY&feature=related

Total tearjerker! Aman's heart is failing. He falls in love with Naina (but doesn'tt ell her) who also falls for him, but he pretends he is married to Priya and pretends he is healthy but not interested (who is really his doctor) because he doesn't want to break Naina's heart when he dies. So he encourages her to marry Rohit, who also loves her. This is the scene when Naina finds out the truth. I dare you to watch it and not cry.

I didn't cry. Which doesn't mean I wasn't moved. It's just that it brought back memories worse than this ...

Do continue your cruisade, Mrs Brown.Women [and men] still have to learn what's the best way of living and loving. My parents would always say "respect" is the keyword. Without disrespect - to the contrary - I would like to add: fulfillment within oneself and thus harmony in living with the "others".

As victim of violence, I'm so glad to read Pat Brown's column on this book. Thank you for speaking out. I don't think "50 shades of gray" should be banned, as that just seems to give things the intoxicating appeal of the forbidden. I do think that it should be laughed out of the bookstores by men and women publishing reviews exactly like the one Pat Brown has published. I'm waiting for a backlash that seems slow in coming, but I haven't given up hope. To all the women who feel violence will not be increased by this book, I hope you are right. And if you find the book erotic, that is fine too. But, unfortunately, I think Pat Brown's alternative ending to the story is also a realistic one.

Your foolish claim that books have zero influence on readers is blatantly ridiculous. The Bible seems to have done a smashing job through the ages. And how many people say, "I just read this book and it really changed my viewpoint?" Fiction DOES have an impact as does film. And, if you are right, then all those advertising agencies are full of idiots...what is the point of advertising? It is just some fantasy presented about how cool shoes are or how tasty a cereal is.

That YOU did not become a serial killer after reading a book about one is not a valid argument. First of all, the book likely wasn't glamorizing being a serial killer unless it was American Psycho (which did influence some to kill). FSoG is glamorizing hooking up with a pervert by telling women that if you determine he has a heart in his chest (which of course is only an illusion), you can end up with a fabulously rich man who is hotter than hell in bed and who will love you passionately forever. This WILL lower women's standards for dating men and will end up hurting them. What is most scary to me is that FSoG, in my opinion, presented Christian as a creepy guy, totally unappealing to me, yet I see women going gaga over him...ick....so what fantasy are they ramping up in their mind that making him a bit desirable?

I will bet when someone's daughter comes home with a real-life version of Christian, Mom is not going to be happy. She will try to convince her daughter to dump him, she will refuse saying she can change him like Ana changed Christian, and her mother will end up picking out a pretty dress for her funeral.

Yes, FSoG is just fiction, but, it will influence many, and, saddest of all, the love so many have for the book shows me women don't value themselves much if they think they should go out with sadistic stalkers and let themselves be humiliated and abused by them. Pretty sad,if you ask me.

Mrs. Brown, COMPLETELY O.T. but because I do not "do" Facebook I cannot react there on your page. Having read a lot on this school bus monitor, I can NOT help wondering WHERE this video came from. From what I've seen, it must have been one of the kids sitting on the other side of the isle. And HOW did this get then to the papers and tv stations? Perhaps you enlighten me.Sincerely, Châtelaine

First, I agree with you that FSOG is terrible. It was originally Twilight fan fic, after all. Your insights about the poor relationship models are spot on, too. But please note that not all "subs" (submissive partners in BDSM play) are going into things with their eyes shut, like Ana, and good doms know how to keep it safe and consentual. FSOG models bad BDSM behavior, a sure sign the author has no idea what she's writing about.